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1.【址:a g 9 559⒐ v i p】1  "Well, sire, the usurper left Elba on the 26th February, andlanded on the 1st of March."
2.  "Well, what is Haidee to Ali Tepelini?"
3.  "And who told you, madame, that I have any hostileintentions against your son?"
4.  As Villefort drew near, she advanced and stood before him.Dantes had spoken of Mercedes, and Villefort instantlyrecognized her. Her beauty and high bearing surprised him,and when she inquired what had become of her lover, itseemed to him that she was the judge, and he the accused.
5.  "Eh, eh, eh!" stammered Caderousse. "What do I see downthere by the wall, in the direction of the Catalans? Look,Fernand, your eyes are better than mine. I believe I seedouble. You know wine is a deceiver; but I should say it wastwo lovers walking side by side, and hand in hand. Heavenforgive me, they do not know that we can see them, and theyare actually embracing!"
6.  This time he could not blame Dantes. He was wrong to leaveit there, but the jailer was wrong not to have looked beforehim.


1.  "Oh, sir, twenty-five years."
2.  "And God has poured balm into your wounds, as he does intothose of all who are in affliction?" said Monte Cristoinquiringly.
3.  "And M. de Villefort?" asked the abbe.
4.  "Calm yourself. She has met Mademoiselle de Villefort, andhas taken her arm; see, they are following us, both in whitedresses, one with a bouquet of camellias, the other with oneof myosotis. But tell me" --
5.  "Yes."
6.  "I am."


1.  "Oh, doctor," cried Barrois, "the fit is coming on again.Oh, do something for me." The doctor flew to his patient."That emetic, Villefort -- see if it is coming." Villefortsprang into the passage, exclaiming, "The emetic! theemetic! -- is it come yet?" No one answered. The mostprofound terror reigned throughout the house. "If I hadanything by means of which I could inflate the lungs," saidd'Avrigny, looking around him, "perhaps I might preventsuffocation. But there is nothing which would do --nothing!" "Oh, sir," cried Barrois, "are you going to let medie without help? Oh, I am dying! Oh, save me!"
2.  The jailer brought him his breakfast. Dantes raised himselfup and began to talk about everything; about the bad qualityof the food, about the coldness of his dungeon, grumblingand complaining, in order to have an excuse for speakinglouder, and wearying the patience of his jailer, who out ofkindness of heart had brought broth and white bread for hisprisoner.
3.  Andrea had spoken very little during dinner; he was anintelligent lad, and he feared to utter some absurditybefore so many grand people, amongst whom, with dilatingeyes, he saw the king's attorney. Then he had been seizedupon by Danglars, who, with a rapid glance at thestiff-necked old major and his modest son, and taking intoconsideration the hospitality of the count, made up his mindthat he was in the society of some nabob come to Paris tofinish the worldly education of his heir. He contemplatedwith unspeakable delight the large diamond which shone onthe major's little finger; for the major, like a prudentman, in case of any accident happening to his bank-notes,had immediately converted them into an available asset.Then, after dinner, on the pretext of business, hequestioned the father and son upon their mode of living; andthe father and son, previously informed that it was throughDanglars the one was to receive his 48,000 francs and theother 50,000 livres annually, were so full of affabilitythat they would have shaken hands even with the banker'sservants, so much did their gratitude need an object toexpend itself upon. One thing above all the rest heightenedthe respect, nay almost the veneration, of Danglars forCavalcanti. The latter, faithful to the principle of Horace,nil admirari, had contented himself with showing hisknowledge by declaring in what lake the best lampreys werecaught. Then he had eaten some without saying a word more;Danglars, therefore, concluded that such luxuries werecommon at the table of the illustrious descendant of theCavalcanti, who most likely in Lucca fed upon trout broughtfrom Switzerland, and lobsters sent from England, by thesame means used by the count to bring the lampreys from LakeFusaro, and the sterlet from the Volga. Thus it was withmuch politeness of manner that he heard Cavalcanti pronouncethese words, "To-morrow, sir, I shall have the honor ofwaiting upon you on business."
4.  "Ah," said Beauchamp, "you doubt me? Well, you can ask myservant, or rather him who will no longer be my servantto-morrow, it was the talk of the house."
5.   "I rave?" said Morrel; "well, then, I appeal to M. d'Avrignyhimself. Ask him, sir, if he recollects the words he utteredin the garden of this house on the night of Madame deSaint-Meran's death. You thought yourselves alone, andtalked about that tragical death, and the fatality youmentioned then is the same which has caused the murder ofValentine." Villefort and d'Avrigny exchanged looks. "Yes,yes," continued Morrel; "recall the scene, for the words youthought were only given to silence and solitude fell into myears. Certainly, after witnessing the culpable indolencemanifested by M. de Villefort towards his own relations, Iought to have denounced him to the authorities; then Ishould not have been an accomplice to thy death, as I nowam, sweet, beloved Valentine; but the accomplice shallbecome the avenger. This fourth murder is apparent to all,and if thy father abandon thee, Valentine, it is I, and Iswear it, that shall pursue the assassin." And this time, asthough nature had at least taken compassion on the vigorousframe, nearly bursting with its own strength, the words ofMorrel were stifled in his throat; his breast heaved; thetears, so long rebellious, gushed from his eyes; and hethrew himself weeping on his knees by the side of the bed.
6.  "Do not alarm yourself, monsieur, we will duly respect yourconscience."


1.  "Certainly I will."
2.  "And did you mention these suspicions to any person besidemyself?"
3.  Valentine de Villefort.
4、  What, above all, manifested the shrewdness of the steward,and the profound science of the master, the one in carryingout the ideas of the other, was that this house whichappeared only the night before so sad and gloomy,impregnated with that sickly smell one can almost fancy tobe the smell of time, had in a single day acquired theaspect of life, was scented with its master's favoriteperfumes, and had the very light regulated according to hiswish. When the count arrived, he had under his touch hisbooks and arms, his eyes rested upon his favorite pictures;his dogs, whose caresses he loved, welcomed him in theante-chamber; the birds, whose songs delighted him, cheeredhim with their music; and the house, awakened from it's longsleep, like the sleeping beauty in the wood, lived, sang,and bloomed like the houses we have long cherished, and inwhich, when we are forced to leave them, we leave a part ofour souls. The servants passed gayly along the finecourt-yard; some, belonging to the kitchens, gliding downthe stairs, restored but the previous day, as if they hadalways inhabited the house; others filling the coach-houses,where the equipages, encased and numbered, appeared to havebeen installed for the last fifty years; and in the stablesthe horses replied with neighs to the grooms, who spoke tothem with much more respect than many servants pay theirmasters.
5、  "Here are two flints and a piece of burnt linen."




  • 梁尹星 08-09

      "Can you mean it, Valentine?"

  • 尤文有 08-09

      "Everything. He told me your life was his, and I havepromised him that you shall live."

  • 保加利 08-09

       Chapter 35La Mazzolata.

  • 刘晓婧 08-09

      "Quite, sir; my master has ordered his horses at eighto'clock precisely."

  • 尹北琛 08-08

    {  Valentine trembled, and looked at him with amazement. Theidea of resisting her father, her grandmother, and all thefamily, had never occurred to her. "What do you say,Maximilian?" asked Valentine. "What do you mean by astruggle? Oh, it would be a sacrilege. What? I resist myfather's order, and my dying grandmother's wish?Impossible!" Morrel started. "You are too noble not tounderstand me, and you understand me so well that youalready yield, dear Maximilian. No, no; I shall need all mystrength to struggle with myself and support my grief insecret, as you say. But to grieve my father -- to disturb mygrandmother's last moments -- never!"

  • 韩新忠 08-07

      "The dead are everywhere," said Morrel; "did you notyourself tell me so as we left Paris?"}

  • 傅某评 08-07

      "My dear friends," said Morrel, "if this be so, it must be amiracle of heaven! Impossible, impossible!"

  • 张保仔 08-07

      "Because they are pursued for having made a stiff, as if itwas not in a Corsican's nature to revenge himself."

  • 王洪刚 08-06

       "Ma foi, I should like to smoke."

  • 梁颐 08-04

    {  "Yes, yes," continued he, "'Twill be the same as it was inEngland. After Charles I., Cromwell; after Cromwell, CharlesII., and then James II., and then some son-in-law orrelation, some Prince of Orange, a stadtholder who becomes aking. Then new concessions to the people, then aconstitution, then liberty. Ah, my friend!" said the abbe,turning towards Dantes, and surveying him with the kindlinggaze of a prophet, "you are young, you will see all thiscome to pass."

  • 亨伯特 08-04

      "My Dear Maximilian, --